Chapter 9

Scrunching my brows, curious as to what he wants to speak to me about privately, I sit back in my seat next to him to hear him out.

I’m sure he has some explanation for me about why he was kissing an omega.

Weston handsomely smiled that golden boy toothsome smile, waving to everyone as they left the room. Once the door shut, signaling that we were finally alone, Weston turned to me, an indifferent expression still plastered across his face giving nothing away.

I started, “So…you want to spill the beans as to what you wanted to speak to me about privately?”

“I am a very direct person, Violet. I don’t fault myself for it; and I certainly am not going to apologize for it,” Weston began with an air of arrogance in his attitude.

He leaned in close and stated in a sharp authoritative tone, “Here’s what’s going to happen now, Petal,” he spits out a shitty excuse for a pet name bitterly.

“You are going to decline our generous offer and formally reject me in front of our Alphas. I’m going